Chapter 21: Cheryl Barely

Sep 20 9-11 PM

Lieutenant John Flett's condom sheathed cock drooped and his sister in law reached over to fondle it.

"Can I take it off? I mean, the condom?"

"Do that," the man said as his own hand cupped the wet, soggy nest between her legs.

The girl awkwardly peeled the flimsy sheath from her lover's softening tool and held it up. The little teat at the end was bulged with the creamy evidence of the man's orgasm.

"It felt like a lot more than that when you did it inside me," she said. Do you? I mean... does it make a difference... like... with a condom?"

"I don't think so dear... except that it's not nearly as good. You're going to have to go on the pill."

"Are you planning to... like... cheat on my sister? Like... all the time?"

"I can't stay away from you. You know that."

"Is it because I'm tighter than Barbara?"

"It's a lot of things... I still love Barbara... still want her but... but I want you too."

"That's selfish of you," the girl said," but I'm glad. She called me a bitch. Did you... do you pretend you're doing me when you're doing her?"

"Sometimes... but it's lots better when I'm doing you for real." The girl raised her leg to allow John to slide his hand lower, past her cuntmouth to the brown, crinkled rosebud of her anus.

Her fingertips were exploring his shaft, still somewhat firm and

engorged from their encounter. She curled her fingers around his flesh and twisted them gently around and around the circumference of his manhood, the movements just barely perceptible. Slowly and tantalizingly, her hand moved upward until she took the whole of John's still half-hard cock into her palm. It began to react to the touch and swelled, filling her hand even more than it was. Soon, his cock was fully erect and standing out from his body, proud evidence of his response to the eighteen year old girl's tender caresses. As she squeezed and fondled it, she murmured "I just can't get over how big you are. Hmmm... you're getting harder... are you going to do me again?"

"Maybe," John murmured as he dipped his middle finger into the juicy mouth of her vagina and began slipping it back and forth between there and her anus, spreading her profuse fuck-oil over the nether orifice.

"Does that feel good, Cheryl?"

"Mmmm hmmm... what are you doing?"

"I'm teasing you bottom, sweetie. Have you ever had it there?" And as he spoke John popped his finger into the greased opening, first knuckle deep.

"No... never... but I know a girl who says she does it that way... so she won't get pregnant. Do you want to?"

"I look forward to it but right now what I want most is to fuck your tight, juicy cunt."

"Do we... you have another condom?"

"That's the problem but... like... can I fuck you some more if I don't go off?" John drew Cheryl's mouth back to his but this time the kiss was not so tender, it was more demanding, more an indication of arousal being rekindled. Cheryl's tongue snaked into John's mouth and caressed his lips. Below, her fondling of his manhood became less of idle fondling and more of stroking.

She took her mouth away from his and whispered into John's ear, "Would you think I'm a slut if I said I really want you to fuck me again even if we don't have another condom?

"Without a condom?"

"Yeah... but can I get on top... when Barb fucked you that way I could almost feel it myself," and the girl didn't wait for a answer as she straddled her brother in law so that her wide-open, wetly dripping gash was just over the wet, glistening head of his cock. Reaching downward, Cheryl used one hand to spread the lips of her pussy even wider and the other to guide John's cock into her opening.

"It's so big it scares me," Cheryl whispered as she slowly lowered those wet lips down to meet his cock.

John felt his cock being slowly absorbed into the exquisite tightness of Cheryl's body, moving in inch by inch as she lowered her hips and her pussy swallowed it up.

"Oh, God Cheryl... you have such a tight pussy. Barb's pussy is good, but it never fit this tight. Not even the first time. Your pussy fits my cock like we were made for each other."

Cheryl corkscrewed her hips around and around, lowering herself on her brother in law's rigid shaft.

"Did you get Barb's cherry? Were you her first?"

"She says I was."

"Oh God, John... you're completely filling me. I'm stretched to the widest possible. You're touching me in places you never reached before. Was there any blood? I mean the first time you got into my sister?"

Before Cheryl even reached bottom, John's hips were thrusting upward, trying to speed his cock's journey into her deepest reaches. Her downward movement and his thrusts accomplished their purpose and they were completely joined, their pubic hair intermingled, the tip of his cock bumping her cervix.

"Who got your cherry, Cheryl?"

"Hah. Not going to tell. But there was lots of blood when mine was broken."

John watched his sister in law's large, firm breasts quivering slightly as she breathed deeply in reaction to bottoming out on his cock, and he reached up and took them in his hands.

"Oh, yes," Cheryl muttered, pushing her creamy globes into his hands. "My breasts are so sensitive. I love it when you play with them."

The busty girl began raising her hips upward sliding her pussy upward over John's cock. She lifted up until just the head was inside her and then dropped her full weight on him, driving his cock deep into her belly with one swooping motion. John thrust his hips upward to meet her descending stroke and soon their motions were in perfect harmony.

Hunh... ahhh... hungh... aahhh," the girl chanted, a grunt when she bottomed out on her lover's staff, a sigh of pleasure as she rose up and the thickly veined shaft caressed her throbbing clit. She had her eyes closed tightly, her attention solely on the pleasure that emanated from the point where their flesh was coupled. Her motions became even faster, her hips moving up and downward as fast as she could move them. Her moans became louder, filling the room with the sounds of lust. They were making liquid, squishing noises as their organs coupled and uncoupled, as they drove in and out of each other's bodies. John could feel little spasms begin in her pussy, her flesh shivering in anticipation of the climax that was swooping in to claim them victim. Suddenly Cheryl shouted, "Oh, God, I'm CUMMING! Oh, oh OH!"

Cheryl leaned down on John, her mouth hungrily seeking union with his. Their mouths met and more liquid sounds filled the air. Her tongue was a wild thing, thrusting into his mouth, licking around it. She drew his lower lip into her mouth and sucked on it and laved it with her tongue. Her pussy was pulsating, clasping and unclasping around his cock and she gasped and moaned into John's mouth, completely caught up in the ecstasy of orgasm.

John held the girl tight, restraining her motions as he tried to halt his climax but it was to no avail. Her convulsing cuntsheath was milking his tool with an urgency that couldn't be controlled and like white-hot lava his sperm shot upward, bursting out of his cock in spurt after spurt.

No longer constrained by her lover's arms the girl fucked him and assisted by gravity their combined juices flowed out of her cock-stuffed cunt and dribbled hotly over the man's ball sac. With a long, shuddering sigh Cheryl relaxed and she lay fully on John, covering him with her limp body.

"I'm sorry Cheryl... couldn't hold it... you're too good," John mumbled as the girl's still twitching passage seemed to draw even more sperm from his reservoir.

The girl kissed him a gentle kiss and with a soft moan, rolled off and lay beside him. Cheryl whispered, almost inaudibly, "God, John. You didn't get my cherry but you're the first man to really fuck me."

John held his buxom sister in law close and as he was about to say something he realized that she was asleep. He managed to reach a cover and pull it over their bodies but he couldn't sleep.

Even though he was cheating on his wife he felt that he was the injured party. Her sister was casting doubt on his wife's virtue. What did she know? And why was she doing it? It was a mean thing to do and as he lay there he became angrier and angrier at both women.

But along with his anger was a resurgence of his lust. He explored the sleeping girl's cum-sodden pussy and the greasy nether orifice. Yes! That's where he'd have her next but as he threw back the cover and she rolled onto her back he looked again at her lovely, young body.

A soft moan escaped his lips as he gazed at the fullness of her smooth, plump cuntlips, still glistening with the oily evidence of their coupling. Almost reverently, he bent his head toward the juncture of her thighs and gently kissed the soft strip of flesh just above her lightly furred pubic mound. He placed several light kisses in the same place and then, as Cheryl whimpered, still asleep, he moved downward, grazing his lips over the swollen labia beneath.

"Please..." gasped Cheryl coming suddenly awake and immediately recognizing what her brother in law was doing. "Do you want me to open my legs wide?" she whispered, her eyes glistening. "So you can put your mouth on me?" John nodded dumbly, not trusting himself to speak. "Kiss me," she said. "Kiss me down there, big brother."

Cheryl drew her legs up and spread them apart, her feet flat on the mattress. As she did so, the outer lips of her pussy opened invitingly and John could see the coral pinkness of the inner folds glistening within. Climbing to his knees in front of the girl, he bent and slid his arms under each flexed leg, lowering his face to the inviting wedge before him. Tentatively at first, and then with increasing passion, he began to kiss and lick the moist opening, savoring the salty tang of his sister in law's secretions and the semen he'd just pumped into her.

"Oh... that's so nice," sighed Cheryl. She brought her hands down to her brother in law's head, running her fingers through his hair and pulling the source of pleasure even deeper between her thighs. John, enjoying it as much as she was, began flicking his tongue up and down her slick, well-fucked crevice, twirling it around the tip of her clitoris and enticing the turgid little cylinder of flesh from its hiding place. He nuzzled it gently, pulling with his lips and probing downward with swift, darting movements of his tongue.

"John... Oohhh Gawwwd John!" the eighteen year old panted. "You're making me cum... again." She uttered a little mewling cry of pleasure and brought her thighs tightly together, holding her lover's head in their vice like grip and bucked frantically until the orgasmic contractions subsided. Afterward, she lay back gasping, a narrow band of perspiration beading the expanse of her forehead.

"Oh... that was wonderful... you're wonderful... Barbara doesn't deserve you," she panted.

The girl's excitement was contagious and even though he'd gone off in her twice in the last two or three hours John was again fully erect.

"What are you doing? What do you want?" Cheryl whined as the man urged to lie face down.

"I want you on your knees Baby... want to look at your lovely ass while I fuck you," and John slipped his hand under her belly and pulled her up to a hands and knees position.

"Damn, you're good," he grunted as he sheathed his cock to the hilt in the girl's cunt. Leaning forward he slid one hand under her belly to find and stroke her clit while the other squeezed and mauled her heavily dangling tit-globes.

There was no gentleness in the way he was taking his sister in law, his anger over the way she'd planted doubts in his mind about her sister overpowering any concern he had for her youth. He sensed that he was getting her hot and he straightened up, using a hand to transfer their love oils from her flooding pussy to the pucker of her anus.

He pressed one thumb against it and rolled it around and around and the girl seemed to like that, thrusting her butt back and wriggling her hips. He tried to push his thumb into her backdoor, but it resisted entry and Cheryl winced forward.